'She's talking to that mirror again, farther?' says Misst Craddock. Father Cradock turns round slowly from the book he is eating and explains that it is just a face she is going through and they're all the same at that age.

'...From the day it was born it would drink there; and from the day it began to see, it would see that ugly mark on its mother's breast. Its first impression of the world, its first impression of its mother, would be that ugly birthmark, and there the impression would be, through the child's whole life.'

'Oh? But isn't that inventing worries?'

5. Whoever wants to take this up.

Scarred for life. No compensation. And all that sort of thing. Speaking of 'thing', please note the use of 'it' and 'its' through the three sentences.

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